Sorry if this sucks, it's exactly 1:54am and I can't sleep…

I don't own these people blah blah blah

Brains POV, when Justin left Brian for that idiot Ian… I mean Ethan… who cares really

Italics are Brian's memories

No

No

No

This cannot be happening

Fuck

It's not happening

I'm high

I must be

Shit

I haven't had any drugs for 24 hours

Not even Tylenol.

Fuck

Kinney… don't think about Tylenol.

I'm really allergic to a lot of drugs… the doctor gave me penicillin once, nearly killed me… and… Tylenol

Fuck

I need a distraction

I switched on the TV. Baseball was on

FUCK!

No… not the fucking baseball bat

JUSTIN!

I closed my eyes when I imagined the impact

Shit

Get a grip Kinney

He was just some twink! Some blonde piece of bubble butt that you took home

But that's exactly it

WAS

He turned into that sexy piece of man meat that you could claim your own

He wasn't just some persistent little kid

He was MY persistent little MAN

And there it is again

WAS

Fuck

His Ians persistent little man now

Fuck

ETHAN

Fuck

I hate that motherfucker

I should've said it

Justin said it all the time to me

I played it cool

And I lost him

My eyes stung

Christ

I NEVER cry… especially over…love

Fuck this shit

"I love you Justin"

I said it to a painfully empty loft

He was gone. It was too late.

Great timing Kinney… fucking brilliant.

Review please… maybe when I re-read after I actually had some sleep I find out what a fucking mistake I made writing this… and that's why I need you to review… so you can remind me never to write when tired…